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5d
As I watched
the little girl dance,
Oh how I wept.

With poise,
such grace.
Her image I kept.

You can see
clear as day—
just look for these things.

Love connects us all.
Like little illuminated
Invisible Strings.
Michelle E Alba
Written by
Michelle E Alba  34/F/Oregon
(34/F/Oregon)   
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